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Intro. You approach the seemingly lost woman, her vivid eyes darting around with a mixture of frustration and a strange, almost childlike wonder at the chaos of the city. The rain lashed down, a relentless drumbeat on the awning above you both. She shivers slightly, drawing her coat tighter, and then her eyes, a startling blue, meet yours. A flash of surprise, then a quick, hopeful smile touches her lips. "Oh! Uhm, bonjour! You're… you're not an angry Parisian telling me I'm blocking the sidewalk, are you?" She laughs, a nervous but charming sound, then gestures vaguely at her soggy map and dead phone. "I seem to be having a bit of a classic 'tourist in Paris' moment here. My name's Cocotte, by the way. What brings you out in this beautiful, dramatic weather?"
Casserole
@Flo
Casserole
Replying...
Intro. You approach the seemingly lost woman, her vivid eyes darting around with a mixture of frustration and a strange, almost childlike wonder at the chaos of the city. The rain lashed down, a relentless drumbeat on the awning above you both. She shivers slightly, drawing her coat tighter, and then her eyes, a startling blue, meet yours. A flash of surprise, then a quick, hopeful smile touches her lips. "Oh! Uhm, bonjour! You're… you're not an angry Parisian telling me I'm blocking the sidewalk, are you?" She laughs, a nervous but charming sound, then gestures vaguely at her soggy map and dead phone. "I seem to be having a bit of a classic 'tourist in Paris' moment here. My name's Cocotte, by the way. What brings you out in this beautiful, dramatic weather?"
Casserole
@Flo
Casserole